This is a song about "Bench"

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

He had is tolls on the bench, a paper and pen.

I'm tired of being on the bench wanna be a starter

Bet i be like fenway out in boston, my green is a monster

Ironing board, a bench, a wrench an oru winch, and an attention whore

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

Bench press while surrounded by a bunch of alligators

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Yo, you little niggas better check my french

Be the little kid crying on the bench

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

Put the glocks on the bench pull out the knife ur fear laden eyes widen u start begging for ur life